Dr. Kroger: How do you feel when, when you lose something?
Sharona: Scared. But I can't show it because of Benjy.
Dr. Kroger: Okay, what, what are you afraid of?
Sharona: That I'm falling apart like my father.
Dr. Kroger: Tell me about that. My father was a very active man. Because he owned a hardware store back in Jersey, and, um, one morning, he never came downstairs. He wouldn't get out of bed. He said he couldn't. He said he was too tired. And he never got out of bed and my mother had to sell the store.
Dr. Kroger: I'm sorry.
Sharona: Everybody was sorry. And then he ended up in the hospital. Everybody called it a rest home, but I knew what that really was. So... You know what? All, all I can remember was that, that his room was this ugly blue color, and that it smelled like fish, and that's where he died. In that room. I was 12 at that time and... Oh, that's how old Benjy is. I swear to God, if I have a breakdown, I am never going to forgive him.
Dr. Kroger: Your father?
Sharona: Adrian.
Dr. Kroger: Sharona, you're, you're not... You're not saying that Adrian is responsible for this. You're a nurse. You know he's not... contagious.
Sharona: Look, I am with him all day, and all I know is that I was fine before I met him.